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We walked down the stairs in silence, I was too focused on not tripping over my dress, and Dallas was close behind me.
God this place needed elevators. BADLY.We grabbed the many things, Alec wanted us too, and Dallas was just about to load them in the car and I had a better idea."Let's walk, come on", I motioned for him as he took the bouquet of flowers I had him hold and he walked side by side without any complaints."So the happy couple is in love?" He asked, almost asking just to spite me. He emphasized the word love as if he didn't believe in it, like it was just something a person wanted, but could never get."They are, they've been through so much together", I spoke about them like magic, Dallas probably thought it was meaningless."Good for them", he huffed and puffed."You don't believe in love?" I asked him, as we walked closer to the river nearing off the street. His demeanor changed as he dug his pockets in his hands just like when IRelated chapters
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I sent it under the door, listening for him to pick up the paper against the door. The rustle and wrinkle of the paper sounded from his hands, and I heard his little chuckle echo softly through the room. It was good enough for me. I heard his steps go grab something and he came back, writing on the paper as I could hear the pen tracing over the words deeply into the paper. He sent it under the door, as I grabbed it before it could make its way any further. The paper was just how I had drawn it, except a box had been checked off. And some words that had made me chuckle were left on it. It read' I'm fucking fine, Bambi' I wrote on the bottom of the paper, writing out my question to him. What broke? I sent it under the door, and I heard him pick it up against the wood floors. He tore his own paper, and wrote out his own answer, I had hoped. He sent it under the door, keeping the other note with him. Probably he had trashed it. My phone
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I was fascinated that he knew exactly what I was looking for, well what I had come here to do. I grabbed a table, as he went to grab a menu. I set my bag on the ground, as he came back with a menu in his hand and set his own bag on the ground. "This whole island knows Spanish except for me", I said exasperated, as I looked at the menu all written in a language I didn't understand. The words didn't even sound similar to what they were. "Thank goodness you're just a tourist", he said, looking over the menu, himself. He translated each item, after he watched me squirm and get frustrated with the menu. I finally settled on the lobster bisque, by the time the waiter had come by. He spoke fluent Spanish as he ordered our meals and I just sat there in amusement looking as useless as ever. The words he spoke were laced with something special as he said it so strongly, I couldn't imagine him saying something like that into my ear. I would naturally combust, any
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Awkward, was the only word I could describe Dallas and I. We had spent all of yesterday, well I was avoiding him. I wasn't sure if he was avoiding me or I was just doing a really really good job avoiding him. After that night he dropped me home, with a single goodbye and took off, back into the city I suppose. But he was right, about his mother. I came back and everyone was worried about me, but Paris could care less about him. She didn't mutter a word about him, I knew the loneliness of the world before I had people that truly cared, the feeling of staying out all night and coming home to no worried parent, that's why I never challenged Nolan's overprotective force. There was a difference between trusting someone to the point of not worrying about them to not even thinking about them. It was a lonely spot to be in, it caused you to act careless, reckless even to make someone finally see you for whatever you were. He was still gone, as I searched through the books I h
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The aching pain, people would imagine which would come after you kiss a guy that you like and then he regrets it. But it was not that pain that was throbbing today at least, instead it was my whole body aching from the training I had done over the past couple of weeks. When I had arrived at my perfect escape I had forgotten that I actually had to do something at this camp, which meant 5am runs, a strict diet all protein based and soccer drills, too many soccer drills. I should've picked a more peaceful escape, not three weeks of never-ending exercise.And so as I prepared myself mentally and emotionally for school, which was mainly an excuse to see Dallas, to find out if he has a girlfriend, or something like that. Not that I wanted to be it for him, but just to know, it's nice to know these things.I hadn't seen or heard from him ever since that horrid night, I thought back at it with a look of vulnerability, how did I let myself fall for a complete jackass? I think the feelings I
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I wanted to tell her she was talented, but it didn't seem like she was done yet."Davina, and you are?", she asked, and I realized she wanted to know my name."Melody", I said as something clicked in her and she looked over at me this time."You slept with Dallas, right?" She asked, saying his name with such a familiar touch."I didn't... Do you know him?" I asked her, wanting to know, wanting to know anything about him at this point."Probably as good as you do", she joked, laughing at the idea that I hadn't known him and they had said we had slept together."I just heard some girls talking about it, they are fucking annoying right?" She asked, laughing at it all as I joined it with her, noticing the little drawings against her skin. It felt good to have something to laugh about, with someone else. It felt good to be a part of something at least.The rest of class was really just notes. The school gave us actual work on the first day of school. Da
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"So you really do know him?" Davina asked, as I rushed into class just before the bell had rung and I still shook in my seat. Her question was one I dreaded answering, how did I know Dallas again, besides our families. But what were we to each other, was he my friend? Did he even want to be my friend, I knew he didn't like me, that stone cold expression of frozen regret. I never wanted to see that look again.I had only been late this time, because I had to go to the attendance office and let them know why I had been gone for three days, but they already knew. The whole office knew and soon it would slip down the chains, people just assumed it was that I hated being the center of attention. And I did, especially for these reasons. I hated the looks of wonder, the whispering that surrounded you. Some people felt that it empowered them, but I could never be one of those people. But I would never faint from that reason alone, I fainted as a result of the surprise and the message that he
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Parties, they were the social invitation of teen years, yet each person went for different reasons. But for me, as the time neared 5:30, and my handy dandy, 'can't say no to me' date was coming at 6, so in other words I was screwed and now sick. I merely had no reasons, not a single one. The anxiety of this night just got to me quicker than I could manage, no amount of painkillers would help me tonight. I was going unmedicated and very very bothered.How was I supposed to go tonight? How was I supposed to face Zeke, let alone Dallas? And so I did what I always do, run from this event, a soul crushing event. So when Natalie walked into my room, I was balled in my bed and clutching my stomach like I was bound to have an alien pop out through the skin. It hurt that much, well that's what I described to her. I couldn't tell her the truth about Zeke, I couldn't crush her idea of me ever finding love."What's wrong, hunny?" She came and sat on my bed, as I hoped she would see th
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But it was ruined, just like everything that came with us. Wrong timing, it what we were made for, he was just about to say life changing words."What the fuck are you doing?" He stared in disbelief at Dallas and I. But his question wasn't made for Dallas, it was made for me. His tone was just as he spoke to me that night earlier, I wished I didn't have to experience this in front of Dallas.He pulled my shirt back inside the window, and I moved with him climbing up the roof and in the window, jumping into the house. His eyes were furious, filled with disappointment, it was me who dissatisfied and disappointed him."Don't you dare see him again", his finger was brought to my face, as if he was scolding me. I had a foster mom that would do the same thing she ended up getting arrested for smashing her kids into a vase. I remembered that as if it was fresh on my mind. He brought his finger back into my face, and his voice was so close to where I could feel his breath, no
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